Chu Mo's words were firm and resonant. If anyone else had said them, they might have been met with endless ridicule. Yet when spoken by Chu Mo, they inspired everyone, igniting a fervent sense of passion and excitement!

The monkey exclaimed loudly, "That's right! And you—every single one of you—and the countless passionate beings of this Immortal Domain of Luotian!"

Inside the grand hall, everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly. Many felt the blood within their veins burning and boiling!

Ji Qi cast a glance at Chu Mo and couldn't help but let out a bitter smile in his heart. He thought to himself that if this guy were to take up the mantle of emperor, he'd probably do a far better job than him! Though after so much time together, he'd come to understand Chu Mo's temperament. He knew his cousin would never vie for the throne, not under any circumstances.

Even if Ji Qi offered it to him, Chu Mo would resolutely refuse!

The banquet continued.

This wedding banquet for Chu Mo had already turned into a genuine grand festival, and at the same time, a monumental turning point for the Luotian Immortal Domain.

It wasn't only the Imperial Clan—the entire Immortal Domain of Luotian was ushered into a new era alongside Chu Mo's wedding.

Those factions that had previously wavered, remained neutral, or even harbored some hostility toward the Imperial Clan but still attended the banquet—in this moment, if not all, then at least 90%—had wholeheartedly shifted their allegiance to the Imperial Clan.

Because it was simply the wish of the people and destiny realized!

Not to mention the old emperor's renewed push toward the ancestral realm, just the resolute support of the seven Great Saints this time, coupled with their astonishing origins, was enough to solidify the wavering hearts of many.

For the Imperial Clan, this was undoubtedly good news. Ever since the failure of the patriarch's tribulation, leading to his Dao Conversion, the Imperial Clan had borne endless pressure from all sides. This pressure caused great calamities, like Ji Qingyu and Chu Tianji's ordeal, and ultimately led to Chu Mo's childhood wandering in the Yanhuang Territory of the Mortal Realm.

Fortunately, all those hardships were now beginning to fade away. Perhaps in many years, these sufferings would remain memories etched in the hearts of people. And in even more years, they would dissolve in the river of time. Humanity must continue adjusting, always looking ahead. Dwelling on the past too much not only slows the pace of progress but also clouds the spirit.

Watching Chu Mo alongside his two wives, and Chu Tianji with Ji Qingyu engaging in laughter and conversation with the guests, the current emperor's eyes revealed a joyful smile.

Though thorny paths lay ahead, though the future carried countless uncertainties, it didn't matter. Everything would be faced sincerely. Together with everyone!

The celebration lasted for several days, and all eyes remained focused!

Waiting for the return of the old emperor!

Many within the Imperial Clan dedicated themselves to monitoring the progress of the old emperor's tribulation, ensuring updates were sent promptly.

Everything went smoothly!

No hidden powers intervened again. The once-threatening titans who had attacked the patriarch were no longer able to make another move. Those titans who still remained intact dared not act recklessly, unwilling to repeat the fate of those fallen before them.

After seven days, the entire Immortal Domain of Luotian… everyone felt the laws of Heaven and Earth subtly shift in an instant.

Then, they witnessed a moment they would never forget!

Signs of auspicious omens and heavenly wonders emerged within moments.

Heavenly blessings manifested, and golden lotuses sprouted across the ground. In that instant, the Immortal Domain of Luotian was set ablaze with fervor!

Few in the world had truly seen the moment a titan achieved Dao. Now, they finally beheld it.

Feeling the overwhelming power that permeated the air, everyone's hearts surged with excitement.

"So this is the power of a titan?" All eyes turned toward the heavenly phenomena unfolding in the firmament, their thoughts shaken.

The old emperor had successfully stepped into the ancestral realm—he had returned!

In almost an instant, he appeared before the gathered crowd. A newly ascended supreme existence, a genuine titan, stood right there.

His presence carried no oppressive force, nor did he emit any radiance. The rhythm of the Great Dao didn't cascade around him. He simply stood there, like an ordinary elderly man, suspended effortlessly in the air. His visage was peaceful, neither sorrowful nor joyous.

He nodded lightly to the crowd, and then his form vanished in an instant.

Boom!

The entire imperial city… countless people erupted into wild celebration!

The ancestral realm!

The Imperial Clan had finally birthed another titan in the ancestral realm!

This would utterly rewrite the entire cosmic balance of the Luotian universe!

Following the fall of several titans, a new titan had emerged. The scales of fate had decidedly tilted back toward the Imperial Clan.

The current emperor shouted excitedly, "Grand banquet!"

This banquet lasted a full twenty days, gradually winding down only then.

Nearly all the guests departed with satisfied smiles, having received the promises they had sought from the Imperial Clan.

With the emergence of a new titan, even the wavering Xue Family had come together. It was rumored that the titan patriarch of the Xue Family personally congratulated the old emperor and issued a secret order to the family head. Shortly thereafter, the Xue Family formed an alliance with the Imperial Clan!

Zidao's maternal family, the Zi Family, also transmitted their congratulations through their patriarch, celebrating the old emperor's success in the ancestral realm. The Zi Family likewise formed an alliance with the Imperial Clan.

As for the Jiang Family, their bond with the Imperial Clan had long been intimate and required no formal alliance. The patriarch of the Jiang Family and Old Vine both remained stationed, waiting for the old emperor's tribulation to conclude.

Young Heavenly Geniuses from the domains below, who had previously pledged themselves to the Imperial Clan, were now completely reassured. They felt proud of their earlier decisions.

The last farewell Chu Mo offered was to his close relatives and friends from the Yanhuang Territory.

Initially, he wished for them to stay, but to his surprise, most of them refused.

Only those close relatives who Chu Mo had resurrected chose to remain. Firstly, they had been deceased for many years, with most of their loved ones long passed away. Secondly, their cultivation levels lagged far behind, and they believed they could improve faster in the Luotian Immortal Domain.

Many others, including Huang Wushuang and Long Qiushui, chose to return.

They told Chu Mo, "We understand your intentions, but the Yanhuang Territory is our true homeland. Now that there are no longer seals on the Yanhuang Territory, our cultivation speed won't necessarily be slower even if we return."

Yue Qingcheng and Fairy Caidie decided to stay, as they had followed Chu Mo in the past and wished to continue accompanying him now.

The Drifting Empress, Chu Qing, Purple Smoke, and Hongyue, among others, chose to return to the Yanhuang Territory. After witnessing worldly wonders, they felt the need to go back and ground themselves.

Fang Lan chose to stay. She simply wanted to cultivate faster, to remain by her master's side, and someday be able to assist him.

Luo Su stayed behind as well, having reunited days before with his brother Luo Jue!

Luo Jue had arrived late but managed to make it in time. He'd also had a warm reunion with Chu Mo, sharing drinks together. He then took his younger brother Luo Su and joined the Imperial Clan as warriors, finally finding a new direction for their lives.

The Azure Dragon, Fire Dragon, and other divine beings chose to return to the Yanhuang Territory. The young tiger Ping Ping reluctantly bid farewell to Prince Ji. In turn, Ji was generous, gifting a wealth of cultivation resources to Ping Ping.

Old Chu accompanied the group from the Ruins, and the Great Saints offered their goodbyes to Chu Mo and the others.

The Demon Lord, too, chose to return this time, having gained insights into the outside world. He wanted to spend more time with his wife and daughter.

Miao Yi Niang, Shen Xingxue, Shen Aobing, Shen Aoshuang, Hua Xiaoya, Huang Hui, Lu Tianqi, Lu Tianyue, Ping Ping, and others from Piaomiao Palace all came to bid farewell to Chu Mo.

Miao Yi Niang looked at Chu Mo with concern, "Will you enter the ancient battlefield?"

The others also looked at Chu Mo with deep worry. This time, their horizons had been broadened, exposing them to wonders they'd never even imagined. Each gained new understanding. Though beneficial, they also came to realize the immense dangers Chu Mo faced—far beyond what they could comprehend.

Truth be told, if their cultivation levels were high enough, they would have chosen to stay and assist Chu Mo. But they knew they could no longer provide him any real help. Chu Mo had ascended too far beyond their reach!

If they remained, they might even become bargaining chips in the hands of his enemies. No one wanted to turn into a liability, and so most chose to return home—this reason being one of the most critical.

Chu Mo gazed at the group and pondered for a moment before saying, "This matter… it's hard to say. Honestly, I haven't made up my mind yet."

"Promise us, if you can avoid it… don't enter, alright?" Miao Yi Niang softly pleaded with Chu Mo, "Even though you now stand at an exalted height, there are still matters that one person alone cannot accomplish completely. Promise us you'll live well, won't you?"

Chu Mo nodded and said, "Yes, I will live well!"

Each of his friends and loved ones came forward to embrace him in farewell.

Hu Lie firmly clapped Chu Mo's shoulder and said, "Take care, brother!"

Chu Mo took a deep breath and replied, "You too!"

Afterward, Chu Mo reluctantly bid farewell to everyone. Before departing, Chu Mo distributed Undying Pills to each of them. The hundred pills he had been given by the monkey were almost entirely handed out. Whether to those who stayed or those who left, each received one. Nevertheless, Chu Mo handled this matter with great discretion, not wishing to bring unnecessary trouble upon them. All he wanted was for his loved ones to live longer, better lives.

Everyone accepted his gesture silently, thankful.

The large group of people from the Yanhuang Territory boarded an immense battleship, escorted by the Imperial Clan's warriors, and slowly vanished into the cosmic void.

Partings are always sad. Even someone as powerful as Chu Mo couldn't avoid the pang of sorrow.

This time, upon separating, who knew when they would meet again? Time is the most heartless force. Among his friends and loved ones, cultivation levels varied greatly. Not everyone could achieve supreme status or ascend to higher realms.

Still, there was some solace. By the measure of cultivation timelines, everyone was still young.

Regarding the ancient battlefield, Chu Mo remained hesitant. He had not yet decided whether he would venture forth.

After everyone had left, Chu Mo made arrangements for his grandfather Fan Wudi and Xu Fufu, then went to visit two individuals.

The Realm Spirit and Ling Yuwei!

The Illusory God Realm still existed!

Upon returning this time, they hadn't revealed themselves publicly, but had entrusted the Illusory God Realm to Miao Yi Niang and the others. It served as a training ground for the younger generation of the Yanhuang Territory and left the Piaomiao Palace with a valuable legacy.

At this point, their task was fully complete. The two returned to Ji Qingyu's side.

Chu Mo was deeply grateful to both of them.

Although he wasn't officially Realm Spirit's disciple, he had long regarded him as a teacher. In Chu Mo's youth, Realm Spirit and Ling Yuwei had helped him immeasurably—an overwhelming debt of gratitude.

Chu Mo had initially wanted to publicly express his thanks to them during the gathering, but both had secretly stopped him before he could, choosing to remain low profile.

Perhaps, after so much time spent in obscurity, they preferred not to appear openly.

Realm Spirit looked at Chu Mo with some sentiment and said, "Young master has truly grown. Concerning the ancient battlefield, we can offer no assistance. Whether to go or not, young master might consult Monkey Great Saint."

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